

Aria was the beloved heir, but on her birthday, she was abandoned by her two Alpha fiancés, Adrian and Julian. The scheming maid Selena took her place, using a potion to fake a mate bond and steal their trust. Drowned, forgotten on her birthday, even wounded by their own hands — Aria's heart turned to ice. Just as everyone thought she would submit, she declared: ""I will marry Damien, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack!"" The new engagement freed her and brought her a powerful guardian. When the truth was revealed, the regretful Alphas realized they had lost Aria forever—she was now the Luna of another pack.

Lauren Turner is a werewolf who is struggling to contain the crazy wolf inside of her. But her life starts to change and gets even more complicated when the powerful Alpha, Sebastian Ashford, forces Lauren into a contractual marriage. Lauren and Sebastian must deal with the ramifications of their false nuptials alongside the constant threat that their identity will be discovered by the humans. But little does Lauren know, that Sebastian’s true reasons for entering into this contract may be the biggest threat of all.

After a one-night stand with a stranger, Lina gives birth to a “little pup,” only for her cruel sister to throw the baby in a dumpster. What they don’t know is that the child is the pup of Roman, an elite Alpha werewolf. Five years later, that “little pup” will bring his Alpha daddy to Lina’s doorstep, begging her to come home.

When Lila impulsively kisses a stranger to get back at her cheating ex-boyfriend, she has no idea she's just locked lips with Colton Denizen, a billionaire and her esteemed college professor. As sparks fly, their passionate yet secretive relationship leads them into a thrilling adventure. Together, they must unravel the mystery and bring down the elusive Rogue King. Lila and Colton's bond is tested in ways they never imagined. Will their love survive the secrets and perils they uncover?

I was reborn on the night the Alpha lost control to dark magic, his heat spiraling out of his grasp. This time, I didn't become his remedy. Instead, I called his true love—my own sister. In my past life, I fell in love with Nicholas, the Alpha of our pack. When I learned he'd been cursed by ancient dark magic and couldn't control his heat, I made a choice I shouldn't have. I didn't push him away. A month later, I found out I was pregnant. As an Alpha, Nicholas needed an heir. The Council of Elders forced him to hold a marking ceremony with me. On the day of the ceremony, Leah couldn't accept it. She ran from pack territory. Rogue wolves attacked her. Before she died, Leah sent Nicholas ninety-nine distress signals through the mind-link. But Nicholas was in the middle of the marking ceremony—at my request—and never answered. Not once. Afterward, when the pack brought back what was left of Leah's body, his face remained eerily calm. But on the night of our pup's first full moon, he poisoned me with wolfsbane. Before I died, I heard his voice, cold as ice. "If you hadn't gotten pregnant, I wouldn't have been forced to mark you. I wouldn't have missed Leah's call for help. Her death is on you. And you're going to pay for it." When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night Nicholas fell victim to the curse.

College student Lydia Wynn accidentally stumbles into an ancient mountain castle and has a passionate night with a mysterious wolf king who marks her as his mate. The very next day, doctors deliver shocking news—she's somehow three months pregnant.Before Lydia can even process this bombshell, her belly rapidly expands, and within a single day, she goes from innocent student to single mother, cast out by her horrified family. With nowhere else to turn, she reluctantly leaves her newborn at the castle. A year later, she lands a job at the prestigious Everton Group, only to have a five-year-old boy hug her on her first day,calling her "Mommy." He claims he's actually only a year old and that his father is the CEO Ethan Frost.

Edward, a powerful Alpha, plans to reject his fated mate to make his savior Katherine his Luna. But during the deadly Soul Fire Ritual, he gradually falls in love with his true mate, Scarlett—only to destroy her. After her death, he discovers the truth from her diary: Scarlett was the real one who saved him all along. Katherine lied to him and it was all a set up. Now, with everything lost, will fate give Alpha a second chance to redeem himself and win her back?

I was born broken. My Alpha mother was the one who branded me. She said emotion was a sin. A weakness. Especially for a werewolf. Especially for an Alpha’s heir. The day we were born, she clamped emotion-suppressing collars around our necks. Mine and my twin sister's. The slightest flicker of emotion, and the collar flashed red. My mother would then push the button, injecting me with a diluted "silver solution" to suppress my feelings. But my sister Cassia's collar? Always a calm, steady blue. Even when she shattered Mom's precious moonstone, it just pulsed gently. And me? I’d just whisper, "Mom, the thunder scares me," and my collar would erupt in a violent red. Then came the sting of silver poison burning through my blood.. I used to argue. But Mom always said the same thing. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is a teacher. This is for your own good." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe it, too. That I was born out of control. The night of the alliance's Moon Goddess Festival, Mom was taking my sister to the rooftop party. Something scared me during the day. The collar flashed red, and my mother started the punishment. But this time, the collar malfunctioned. It shot a dose a thousand times stronger into my neck. I collapsed on the carpet, begging, "Mother, the collar... it hurts so much... help me." My collar was flashing a frantic red. My mother just looked down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "You'd lose control like this just for attention? You're a lost cause." She turned, took my sister, and slammed the door. I couldn't help but think, Mom must be right. The collar is red. It doesn't really hurt. I'm just being dramatic, looking for pity again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll be the perfect daughter you always wanted.

On the night of the blood moon, I seduced the Alpha every she-wolf dreamed about. I only wanted to see what Cain looked like when he lost control. I never thought that after that one night he'd hold me through every full moon, lock me against his chest, and murmur the same three words into my ear, over and over: my little wolf. Then his first love came back. And I got thrown out like garbage. He tore the wolf out of me, drove me from my pack, and left me with nothing but the open road and a rogue's name. I held on for three years. What I got at the end of them was the Luna sash that should have been mine, tied around Seraphine's waist by his own hands. So this time, I let go. I cut my bloodline, rode north, and agreed to marry a wolf who would treat me like something precious. Yet it was this very moment that the proud, cold Alpha who never bowed to anyone dropped to his knees in front of the whole pack and begged me to come back.

My younger sister and I spent ten years fighting over Rowan Vale, the Alpha of Silver Ridge Pack. In my first life, I became his mate. Everyone said he was obsessed with me. Why else would he keep me carrying litters for seven years and give Silver Ridge six heirs? When I went into labor with the seventh, I nearly bled out. Rowan sent the healers away and forced wolfsbane down my throat himself. Only then did he tell me the truth. If it were not for the fact that only a daughter of the Hart bloodline could bear pureblood Alpha heirs, he said, he never would have claimed me at all. I had been useful for one thing only: giving him heirs. Now that he had enough, I had none. I died hating him. In my second life, I handed the bond papers from Silver Ridge Pack to my sister. “Go,” I told her. “You’re the one he wants.” Five years later, she was sent back to me half-starved, shaking, and marked by restraints. Through sobs, she told me Rowan had never loved her either. He had kept her because she was still a Hart daughter, because she could give him heirs, and because her scent could calm him during rut. She died less than two months later. When I opened my eyes again, I was in my third life. The unsigned bond papers from Silver Ridge Pack lay on the table between us, and my sister and I could only stare at each other. Who, exactly, did that Alpha want?